I am a loyal servant of my master. By his side I wish to remain. To guard him and keep him safe is my duty. His wish is my command. He was in the military which made things harder, but got easier when he got out. It wasn't long after that that the world ended, or rather began anew. Only a few of us willingly served someone. Only a few more were forced to serve because they were weak. The rest ran in chaos.
At first I was able to only change forms, but then as I grew stronger so did my powers. I didn't want to worry him so I said nothing. My duty is to protect him right? But it all came down when I was tracked in my human form. I had no choice but to protect him. It was a difficult battle, and I learned I had a secondary form that day. Everyone was safe. But I was badly wounded, the battle and second form was over whelming and left me exhausted. I was sure Master was going to abandon me, but he tended to me instead. Master healed me and confessed his